Subject: Epitaphs (Page 29)

Stranger pause my tale attend, and learn the cause of Hannah’s end. Across the world the wind did blow, she ketched a cold that laid her low. We shed a lot of tears ‘tis true, but life is short – aged 82.

Due to lack of ground in this cemetery, two bodies are buried in this one plot. One of them was a politician, the other was an honest man.

Here lies Groucho Marx and Lies and Lies and Lies

This wasn’t my idea

On the whole I would rather be living in Philadelphia.

Toothless Nell (Alice Chambers) Killed 1876 in a Dance Hall brawl. Her last words: "Circumstances led me to this end."

Here lies Donnie Cornwell, good and dead. In an extra large coffin to fit his extra large head.

Here lies the body of Detlof Swenson, waiter. God finally caught his eye.

Reader, I've left this world, in which I had a world to do; sweating and fretting to get rich: just such a fool as you.

As a stranger she did die, in strange lands she doth lie. Here by strangers she was laid, and her funeral charges paid.

“Deeply regretted by all who never knew him.”

Once I wasn't – then I was. Now I ain't again.

Here I lie, taken from life.

Here lies the body of old Uncle David, who died in the hope of being saved. Where he's gone or how he fares, nobody knows and nobody cares.

Our Little Charlie – He dropped into our world to taste life’s bitter cup, but turned his little head aside, disgusted with the taste and died.

Soon ripe, Soon rotten, Soon gone, Not forgotten

 Here lies the body of Dr Hayward, a man who never voted. Of such is the kingdom of Heaven.

He is not here – But only his pod; He shelled out his peas – And went to his God.

Here lies Matthew Mudd, Death did him no hurt; when alive he was Mudd, but now he's only dirt

Here lies James Dunn – he raced for the crossing but the train won

He heard the angels calling him, from the celestial shore. He flopped his wings and away he flew, to make one angel more.